She looks him up and down with a Botox frown, he’s well used to that look by now. Vickers perfume on her breath, a tortoise-shell necklace between her breasts. Hair pulled so tight you can see her skeleton. Her heels are high and her bag is snakeskin. He waits for an elevator, 1 to 9, a lady walks in and waits by his side. Headphone wielding to the Nicholas Building, he trips on a pothole that’s not been filled in. Sit on the grass building pyramids out of Coke cans.” He screams “I’m not going to work today! Gonna count the minutes that the trains run late. Rips off his tie, hands it to a homeless man, sleeping in the corner of a Metro bus stand. Wakes up at a quarter past nine, fare evades his way down the 96 tram line.īreakfast on the run again, he’s well aware he’s dropping soy linseed Vegemite crumbs everywhere.įeeling sick at the sight of his computer he dodges his way through the Swanston commuters. Oliver Paul, twenty years old, thick head of hair worries he’s going bald. I’m waiting here for you i’m waiting here for you i’m looking ‘cross the room n hoping that you’re lookin too. i gotta go but i hope we can keep in touch i like very much being here with you but you see, all this small talk is killin’ me do you have any siblings? you got a sister yeh she’s a detective, well i bet she’s got some good stories. I’m looking ‘cross the room n hoping that you’re lookin too. I’m waiting here for you i’m waiting here for you i got better things to do than shave my legs, my pits, oh yeh. can i get you anything? a soda? Campari? with lemon? you got it. I’m waiting here for you i’m waiting here for you what’d you think of the ultimate ending? i fast forward, get busy pretending that i’ve seen everything. Lord until the sun goes down, 'till it goes down.Do you have any siblings? i got a brother, Blake, he’s four years older than me (n i guess he always will be) yeah he’s clever and he’s got a cool girlfriend (hey Hayley) aw but wait, now that they’re engaged soooooo i hope they have kids so i can be a cool aunty It's all night pourin', pourin', pourin', Ran into a rainstorm, I ducked back into Novato. That's why if you please, I am on my bendin knees, Heard a voice al callin', Lord you was commin' after me. I had a feelin' I was fallin', fallin', fallin', Try to see what's goin' down, try to read between the lines That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees,īertha don't you come around here anymore.ĭressed myself in green, I went down unto the sea. Run around the corner, corner, Lord run smack in to a tree. I had a run in, run around, and run down. I was all night running, running, Lord I wonder if you care, I had a hard run, runnin' from your window. I told Althea I'm a roving son, and I was born to be a bachelor.Īlthea told me, okay, that's fine, so now I'm trying to catch her.Ĭan't talk to you without talking to me, we're guilty of the same old thing.īeen talking alot about less and less and forgetting the love we bring. This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot. There are things you can replace, and others you cannot. Gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy. When the smoke has cleared, she said, that's what she said to me. Loose with the truth, baby, it's your fire, but baby don't get burned. Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme.Īin't nobody messing with you, but you, your friends are getting most concerned. You may meet the fate on Ophelia, sleeping and penchence to dream. You may be a clown in the burying ground, or just another pretty face. You may be Saturday's child, all alone, moving with a tinge of grace. I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb.Īlthea told me better cool down boy, settle back, easy Jim. I told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some direction.Īlthea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection.
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